Alchemy & Martial Supreme

The scenery was very beautiful. There were small streams of water and colorful flowers, but these scenes did not make her confused eyes regain their vigor.    

"Big brother has been away from the sect for a long time. It is said that the turmoil in the continent has been completely pacified. The war has ended. We have won."    

"But why hasn't big brother returned yet?"    

"He also promised me that he would bring me to buy beautiful clothes and delicious snacks."    

Suddenly, Qin Qing remembered the days she lived in Liu City on the continent.    

At that time, Qin Family was not strong, and she did not have the current strength.    

But that period of time was her happiest day.    

She had a carefree day, and she had family and friends to accompany her.    

After coming to Yuan Continent, although the scenery here was more beautiful, the resources were richer, the Spiritual Energy was more abundant, and she had obtained more.    

Her luxurious clothes and food were far more than her days as a princess in Gan Continent.    

Her cultivation speed was also faster.    

It was as if everything was better than before.    

However, she wasn't happy.    

"Qin Qing."    

In a trance, Qin Qing seemed to hear someone calling her. She looked up and saw her father and mother walking over from afar, looking at her worriedly.    

"Father, mother." She pouted, her face full of grievance.    

"What's wrong? Who bullied Qing-er?" Mother stretches out her hand and hugs Qin Qing's head into her embrace, just like when she was young.    

Qin Ming did not reply to his mother's words. Tears slowly fell from his face.    

"Do you miss your brother?" Mrs Qin, who knew her daughter better than her mother, asked gently.    

As adults, they had to worry about their family's matters. They did not have much time to accompany them in their growth.    

Fortunately, the son and daughter had a good relationship since young. The two of them accompanied each other, so they weren't alone.    

But now, Qin Ming's life and death were unknown, so how could they not worry?    

Mrs Qin thought of Qin Ming's mischievous childhood. She thought and thought about it. Tears unknowingly flowed out of her eyes.    

Qin Ming was always very sensible. He was so sensible that it made one's heart ache.    

Even if he was lonely and hurt... He would never say it out loud. He secretly endured it by himself, afraid of disturbing the adults.    

"It's all because I'm useless." Qin Yuan sighed, his expression melancholic.    

In the Liu City, before Qin Ming had grown up, the Qin Family had a very low position.    

Not only were they bullied by other families, even their own local powers were bullied from time to time.    

It couldn't be helped. At that time, their family's strength was low, so they could only swallow their anger.    

As the head of the family, he had to prioritize the family. Towards the two children, he owed them a lot.    

The cries of these two people made Qin Yuan feel irritated.    

His worry towards Qin Ming became even heavier.    

He understood Qin Ming's personality. Now that he had won the battle, he would definitely return home as soon as possible to report his safety.    

Qin Ming knew that they were worried.    

But now, after such a long period of time, there was no news about Qin Ming in the entire continent.    

"My son's talent is outstanding. He must have broken through and become Martial God. He must have left this world, so he didn't have the time to inform us."    

"A good man is ambitious. We should be happy for Qin Ming."    

"Maybe one day, Qin Ming will suddenly come back."    

Qin Yuan looked at the sky and comforted the two of them.    

He said he was comforting the two of them, but he was also comforting himself.    

He was no longer the patriarch of the Small Family in Liu City. He was the Omnipotent Expert of Martial Saint of the Yuan Continent. He was now a supreme being in the world.    

He knew a lot about Martial God.    

Qin Ming had broken through to Martial God under such circumstances, and he would surely die.    

However, no one saw Qin Ming's corpse, and no one saw Qin Ming's defeat with their own eyes. Then there was still hope. Even if this hope was very slim.